On the occasion of the sacred defense

The sacred defense

Versified by: Qeisar Aminpour

Translated by: Gholam Moradi

Why did your enemy kill you? I asked

“Because the friend was happy with my death,” he replied

“Don’t you want to express your testament?” I asked

He smiled

It meant enough is enough: smile at death

The music of the city is aloud clamor

It’s the minstrelsy of fire and the dance of smoke

You can find the signs of war in ruins

In the blood stained of a doll

The same way the wind kiss the leafs

Or accident kiss saddler

When he shut his tired eyelid

As if he was kissing the death on mouth